Leftykins,
It looks like CleoCATra got out of the house, again.
It looks like CleoCATra got out of the house, again.
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ILLiterations w/ Lefty
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Twilight in Wyoming
is a moment in the
Gloaming and perhaps
Teds thoughts while
Roaming lonely hills through
Twilight in Wyoming.
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Thoughts on a Long Road Home
by Wolfe
Do you know me in the gloaming,
Gaunt and dusty gray with roaming?
Struck dumb because you know me not,
Or dumb because you know the lot?
Would you know me in that gloaming
Come to me and take us roaming
Reminding us that we forgot
Ours is love that can't be bought.
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that's a little one for my friends Ted and the Admin dude.
Hope it meets with your approval Ted
Very nice encore to the first and enhancement evolved into the second, Leftykins.
And your efforts at scouring the web for photos appropos add a lot.
And your efforts at scouring the web for photos appropos add a lot.
That's what Wordpad or Textpad are for!
Now, maybe this can provide you with some literary food for thought - they say a picture is worth a thousand words - let's see what you come up with. (I know what I'd do - swat the fucking thing!)
Now, maybe this can provide you with some literary food for thought - they say a picture is worth a thousand words - let's see what you come up with. (I know what I'd do - swat the fucking thing!)
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Donnie you are so frustrating at times.
Look at the 'spyder' and web. They are an intricate hair design.
A specialty creation that took lots of time and money ...
Ain't chew gots no culturativity atall?
Look at the 'spyder' and web. They are an intricate hair design.
A specialty creation that took lots of time and money ...
Ain't chew gots no culturativity atall?
I'ze got lotsa Cull ture.
I also have an aversion to arachnids that get that f'in big.
Sioux me.
To each his own. I thought it might present vous with a challenge for your literary license.
I also have an aversion to arachnids that get that f'in big.
Sioux me.
To each his own. I thought it might present vous with a challenge for your literary license.
There is that, and the NEW Spidey is pretty nice.
Pictures & Photos of Andrew Garfield - IMDb
He seems to have a lot more personality (at least in the role) than Toby Maguire does.
Pictures & Photos of Andrew Garfield - IMDb
He seems to have a lot more personality (at least in the role) than Toby Maguire does.
Pet Treats? My cousin bakes them and sells them, too.
Oh, I almost forgot.
There was a recent conversation on that other forum like place with our nephew from SD by way of Cupertino and back again.
He was complaining about the 59F AM temps in Cupertino, after his tenure in SD and then that Island in the Occident.
He was invited both to Alberta in January and then on over to here in February.
I just saw this pic, and he came to mind - only because of the time frame, not because of the poor pooch.
Just one of the potential benefits of our collective necks of the woods (the guy from Alberta and mine).
There was a recent conversation on that other forum like place with our nephew from SD by way of Cupertino and back again.
He was complaining about the 59F AM temps in Cupertino, after his tenure in SD and then that Island in the Occident.
He was invited both to Alberta in January and then on over to here in February.
I just saw this pic, and he came to mind - only because of the time frame, not because of the poor pooch.
Just one of the potential benefits of our collective necks of the woods (the guy from Alberta and mine).
Being Green
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained, "We didn't have this green thing back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment f
or future generations."
She was right -- our generation didn't have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were truely recycled.
But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn't do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she's right; we didn't have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn't have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smartass young person.
We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss us off.
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained, "We didn't have this green thing back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment f
or future generations."
She was right -- our generation didn't have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were truely recycled.
But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn't do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she's right; we didn't have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn't have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smartass young person.
We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss us off.
swerve
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Praise WHATEVER GOD may be out there that WE live in TODAY!!! 
*sent from my iPhone*
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Just hanging around . . .
I am posting this on behalf of the author, who cannot come to the forum at the non . . .
Moving On
by wolfe
yEs I Was Old.
nOw I am dEad.
get Over iT.
I have.
WhAt I doan
have To hAve is
no more Aches
No more MYstery pains
or mystERY faces staring, asking
rEmemBer me? I didn’t
Swear I smelled the ocean you
swore and said this is DeNver.
but I smelled it and heard the gulls
felt the WaVes lapping tired feet.
A cinnabar breeze across my shoulder
fresh bACon in the pan
The clock and its
inExorabLe toll gone
DepenDs and
dePENdency gone.
Shed tEaRs, copious TeArS
its My tea party
for two and HE said
yOu’ll geT invited
in DuE time,
HIS due time.
by wolfe
yEs I Was Old.
nOw I am dEad.
get Over iT.
I have.
WhAt I doan
have To hAve is
no more Aches
No more MYstery pains
or mystERY faces staring, asking
rEmemBer me? I didn’t
Swear I smelled the ocean you
swore and said this is DeNver.
but I smelled it and heard the gulls
felt the WaVes lapping tired feet.
A cinnabar breeze across my shoulder
fresh bACon in the pan
The clock and its
inExorabLe toll gone
DepenDs and
dePENdency gone.
Shed tEaRs, copious TeArS
its My tea party
for two and HE said
yOu’ll geT invited
in DuE time,
HIS due time.
Here's a little story for a bit of fun.
Sounds like a Little Leftyism to me.
Maybe that's where I've seen it before.
Sounds like a Little Leftyism to me.
Maybe that's where I've seen it before.